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Jan 2015
when the juice is gone
theres nothing to enjoy
but the plain
the usual
theres no rocky
there is flavor

the brightness turns dark
without so much as a warning
like eating cotton candy
and drinking warm water
after each portion

trying to drown yourself
in icecold water
becomes a disaster
when you just suffer
from hypothermia
my lips turned purple
before my heart did  
but no one cares either way
cloud
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cloud  23/Non-binary/new york
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